Cat N.
Yelp
I had such high expectations for this new Chinese restaurant near our home, but it felt like the menu was smaller than a squirrel's lunchbox.
We went all-in and ordered four items, (which was most of the menu) including a soup that cost more than my last pedicure - a whopping $40! The broth was a symphony of flavors, but the short rib with a vary large bone had some clumps of jiggly fat.
Then, the crispy rolls showed up, crispier than a bag of sunbaked potato chips, and delicious, but $14 for three small rolls halved? Yikes! The spicy noodles joined the party, but they were saltier than a sailor's vocabulary.
Oddly, the green beans were the surprise guest comedian, stealing the spotlight when we least expected it.
Now, their tipping system resembled a comedy sketch. You had to tip upfront, like prepaying for a comedy show without knowing if it's actually funny. Choosing between 20%, 25%, or a whopping 30% felt like negotiating a hostage situation. Whatever happened to the standard 15% option especially when you do all the work and nobody's yet earned anything?
They seated us, but we had to play a game of fetch with our own water, utensils, and napkins. No ice in sight either. Ugh.
A server only checked on us once, and we were so parched from the salty spicy noodles that our tongues felt like they had joined the pickle club. Yet, there was no one in sight to rescue us.
Yelp advertised happy hour, but Jia left out the "happy" because they had no liquor. It's like inviting a clown to a party and realizing they forgot their red nose.
In the end, we departed with a hefty bill and a comedy routine we won't forget. Sorry, Jia, but I'd rather invest in a Netflix subscription for my dining entertainment and heat up leftovers.